Monthly Archives: September 2011

My Dirt Has Me Sitting Low

I wait for this pain to be over

As I hold back tears

This poetry only leads to cynical sentences

I’m just here to bore you with my words

I speak of my misery and mistrust that has built up over the years

Him, being the root of it all,I play back the memories inside my head over again

If I don’t get this out now, I will throw myself  into the vicious cycle of my destructive habits

If I don’t tell you the tricks that my mind plays on me, I will be consumed by this, you wont even recognize me

Theres a lot of things you don’t know about me that I wish I could tell

but ill spare you with the details, just know that sometimes I tend to get low

All I need for you is to be there to pick me back up, because I tend to get low on myself

If you could be there for the moment to withstand the lows

I promise when I get back up, I won’t forget to get you high off all my love that I’ve been saving for you

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Withering Of The leaves Brings Happiness

As this light dances across my face I feel a warmth, a warmth I have never felt,not even as a child.

My mind goes into a haze and my focus magnifies on the tingling sensation flowing through my body as the wind hits my skin.

As I take in this sensation my surroundings are visually pleasing.

My eyes ,in a frenzy attempting to follow the swirling of the green leaves with bursts of red  and yellow circling around me.

I breathe in the crisp air of this season and in this moment I have not a care in the world,I am happy.

 

Thoughts Through Poetry

“Love -Unwind, Unbind Me”

I notice every little thing you do

I pick up on your habits, and I realize your fears

And one thing you should  know is that when your with me I’m going to look into your soul I hope you don’t mind it

I’m going to want to get inside your head and learn to know your heart

I hope you’re not private

I never want you to feel alone as I did

I never want you to fear that no one really knows you, I’ll be the only one that isn’t blinded

I want to see you In a different light, In a light that magnifies your darkness

You don’t have to hide it

You feel as if  this world binds you to the image that they perceive

Let go of what used to be, take my hand, ill set you free.

 

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“Society, You Must Be The new God You’ve Created An Animal”

I’ve been kicked around and criticized for feeling the way I do

Seeing the world in an indifferent way since i was a young child

All i needed was for someone to say that I’ll be okay

Instead I’m beaten down as if i were an animal

How do you expect me to act out?

When you’re the one who has taken my humanity away

As I hold this loaded gun to your head maybe you’ll be the one that’s afraid

Maybe you’ll know how it feels for someone to kick you down as if you were an animal

Maybe you’ll start to feel your humanity slip away as mine did long ago

I don’t have a conscious as I pull this trigger

I am an animal And you’re to blame

I don’t feel remorse

Anything I would have felt is numbed by your torture

And now Your going to know what it feels like to lose everything you love

You can thank your self because you’ve created the animal that will end you now

Blood&Tears,The Humans Proof of Striving.

“A Survivor’s Mind”

The scars I wear are to show you I didn’t give in to torture.

Some people say if you bleed, if you cry you are weak,

But if you never bleed and you never cry how do you measure strength?

If you don’t know if you can over come your weakest moments

How would you ever prove to yourself that you can endure torture,

with enough strength, striving to make it out alive.

 

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“A Suicidal Mind”

In this casket I lay

My body filled with chemicals to delay the decay

But everyone knows that my flesh is already deteriorating, as they lower me six feet down

Afraid to bleed, afraid to cry

Afriad to feel something, so I take this life

I can’t bare to fight for a certain state of mind, for me dying is ideal

I pull the trigger, It’s effortless

When I leave here  I will pretend I never knew what It was like to have a Life

I will pretend that I have only known this darkness

I will pretend that I never knew the universe’s sun beaming down to kiss my face

When I am dead I don’t have to fight, I don’t have to strive.

Lifeless and motionless in this casket is my perfect end.